Chapter 6972: Pluck The immortal dao within the bone was awakened by the influx of tribulations. Everything started melting as it absorbed more lightning bolts and flames. This included the physical geography and all living beings, as well as the invisible affinities such as the yin and yang, karma, time and space... Emperors and ancient ancestors also felt the melting process. All became distorted, seemingly boiling and flowing toward the immortal bone. “It’s here... total collapse and explosion...” Tribulation Daoist knew this process was identical to the previous disaster. Finally, his progenitor used everything to prevent the final explosion, thereby bringing the process to a close. Meanwhile, everyone’s excitement regarding the ascension turned into fear and despair. “This can’t be, this can’t be!” Godfiend was still alive and bellowed in horror. He was but an ant compared to the power of the immortal bone, unable to regain control. Myriad Tribulations Immortal was only one step away from the celestial stage. Thus, he had a chance to save Survivor Realm as long as he gave up everything. “No...” The same didn’t apply to Godfiend. He wanted to become an immortal to protect Survivor Realm. After all, there were too many threats from the outside world. Now, he didn’t heed Tribulation Daoist’s warning and became a sinner of Survivor Realm. This hurt more than anything since he had sworn solemnly to become a protector. Meanwhile, Li Qiye frowned upon seeing the twisting maelstrom and said: “Still a nuisance after death. Stop!” “Bam!” He smashed and shattered the immortal laws. When he struck the bone, its powers receded immediately. The tribulations descending from above also disappeared after the nonchalant smash. The bone no longer looked radiant and imperious as before, only glowing faintly with divinity. Li Qiye then plucked it down from the sky. The melting Survivor Realm became normal after minor fluctuations. Inhabitants stood in a daze and thought that it was just an illusion. Of course, those near the battlefield understood this was real. After all, their overlord was nearly dead on the ground. His blood flowed like the river; his bones all but shattered.